Praying for chaos: McCain's last gasp
Guy RundleAugust 3, 2008
CLASPING hands tightly for the cameras, they looked a lovely couple. He was in a neatly cut dark blue suit, and he was in a red and orange number draped to the floor.
A match in California's new gay wedding industry? No, it was John McCain with the Dalai Lama, at the final of a series of disastrous public appearances one week ago. There was nothing wrong with the idea — establish McCain not merely as a man of the world, but as a man of peace as well as war — but who was to know that the damn monk would hang on to the man like a brunette at the Brownlow?
McCain, about as comfortable with male physical intimacy as you'd expect from any white Republican navy pilot born before World War II, looked first stoic then amused, and then appeared to be trying a little Buddhism himself, by astral travelling out the top of his head.
When it was clear that nothing short of a crowbar would remove His Holiness, an aide joined hands on the other end, which made it look like one half of a game of ring-a-rosies. What was said? Absolutely no one remembers.
Was that the week we would look back on as the one that lost John McCain the election? The fact that this wasn't the worst moment was indicative of the hole the candidate had found himself in. >>>cont
A match in California's new gay wedding industry? No, it was John McCain with the Dalai Lama, at the final of a series of disastrous public appearances one week ago. There was nothing wrong with the idea — establish McCain not merely as a man of the world, but as a man of peace as well as war — but who was to know that the damn monk would hang on to the man like a brunette at the Brownlow?
McCain, about as comfortable with male physical intimacy as you'd expect from any white Republican navy pilot born before World War II, looked first stoic then amused, and then appeared to be trying a little Buddhism himself, by astral travelling out the top of his head.
When it was clear that nothing short of a crowbar would remove His Holiness, an aide joined hands on the other end, which made it look like one half of a game of ring-a-rosies. What was said? Absolutely no one remembers.
Was that the week we would look back on as the one that lost John McCain the election? The fact that this wasn't the worst moment was indicative of the hole the candidate had found himself in. >>>cont
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